Saturday, October 3, 2009

Another Strange Day



I walk to my car, time to face another day.


I really hate my job, but, what can I say?
Pull into the lot, an empty spot, No Way!
Could it be that this just might be...
Another strange day?

Get to my desk, my boss calls me in.
Says I'm working too hard for the pay grade I'm in.
He shakes my hand and thanks me. I thank him.

Could it be? Might it be? That I'm living
Another strange day?
Get home from work and go get the mail.
No bills and no junk and that's something to hail.

How could this be? That I'm actually
Living another strange day?

Wait up until late
for the Lotto I play.
The numbers come tumbling,
Oh boy this is humbling.

Not one number matches mine.
Aw screw it. That's just fine.
Cause I got to live through
another strange day.
Even if it's over.

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